Fancy DressTwo words that fill me with dread. Fancy Dress. Some people really get off on this - last party I went to that involved dressing up, one bloke came in a sort of fetish-nazi outfit, all tight black pvc, whips and jackboots.* Which would have been OK but it was a Eurovision party, and he'd come as Austria.
What's the worst costume you've encountered? Or worn? Or been made to wear...
*and no, it wasn't one of them royals
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chthonic, Thu 12 Jan 2006, 20:15)
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One dayback in primary school (I think I was in year 4 at the time) all of the teachers, the evil bastards that they were, collaborated to form a plan which I'm sure was ultimately aimed at humiliating every single child in the school.
One day everyone had to come in dressed as 'residents' of Bethlehem or wherever the hell Jesus was allegedly born. People came in dressed in various outfits which actually seemed very professionally made by their parents.
And then there was mine. Seriously, I was 8 years old and I could have done way better than the fucking appalling job my spastic mother did. She shortlisted several sheets that we had that she'd be prepared to cut up, and went for the one COVERED IN FUCKING BUTTERFLIES and made me a costume out of that. I looked and felt a royal twat.
To make matters worse, a reporter came in to take our picture which made the local paper. Luckily I was barely visible in it otherwise I would almost certainly need psychological help.
The day itself was quite a laugh though, as we all took it in turns to take the piss out of the 'Romans' who were fathers of pupils dressed in armour and holding shields, who then acted as if they were going to kill us before thinking better of it.
Oh, and my mother has a photo of me from the age of four dressed as a donkey from my nursery's nativity play. I would burn it but she's the sort of person that would notice it missing immediately.
(, Thu 12 Jan 2006, 22:37, Reply)
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